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Black solidarity day arrest sentence
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Looking at the moon he starts his coming soon
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High like my man cmon give me the fame
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His flame is so bright open up your life
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Let me swim wiht your feelings
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I love yall to death get married to my song
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I prolong nigga my style is real strong
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Plus I stay dipped like the first day of school
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Blood pool kid with the low cut fade
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My darts is number one playtime is over
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Black October, my debt still correct
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revised and updated from the old temple
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Big Pens is Tai Chi
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Head crack shit my brains is Jet Lee
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Put away your weapons its Master MC
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One hundred skills if you ever try to fuck me
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Feet come first, sometimes not the head
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Some niggas eat, some dont get fed
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If you live by the sword you might die by the lead
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You get what you get if you thinking with your dick
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MCF mean your thinking with your head
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Money comes first this time I cant dead
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You get what you get if you thinking with your dick
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MCF mean your thinking with your head
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Warp in the projects watch out for Ted
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Hearse get your first, too late, no paramed
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Dark Park Hill day, cold and sour
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Its only Staten Island that represent the power
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God body we stand, unite, kid, right
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With the excellent beam of light, so stand still
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Hold your breath, the late homicide hill
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Before the big gates, everything was chill
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SHAOLIN, its like Hurricane Kim
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SUUU, you better beware, we comin in
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Original, yeah its the kid from back then
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To all the pussy niggas that be tryin to pretend
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MCF killa bees, son what, you gotta problem
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Deja vu, 45 slug that escalates
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Dont perpetrate, hip hop is mine
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Find something else, words is dealt, quarterly
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In a orderly fashion, thrashin, black mamma javelins
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Travellin, once again dun, try to comprehend
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Catch a split end
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Im takin trips downtown, havin the shit go down
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Fresh niggas, fresh hats, sometimes I carry gats
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Low straps, baggy slacks, one forced the chain with the six gold caps
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I go for dolo, hear my LP style for solo
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Han Solo with his rap Star Wars goin on tours for the course
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whirlwind, record spin, walk forward, explorin
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The lime livin, plus thank heads forgivin
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But sue the ones that dont, Cappa's goin gold
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never sold my soul, twenty somethin years old
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Try for the globe, one time tastin the wine
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Teeth are dumb, deaf, and blind, have strength
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to go the whole length, for my two seeds, house these,
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Tooth fairies, February sanctuaries, child support court
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Days are too short, Im completin all my goals, stay amped up
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Be alert, secure the foundation, seek more education
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that money can never worth, head first, feet first, whatever the case
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MCF means fuck off kid, you outta place
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